"Figment" Proves T.J. Love Has A Way With Words
BY: T.J. LOVE
She is the vaccination
Required reading for
Science-fiction fascination
She is a figment of my imagination
Living in her pigment
Is living proof that we can survive anything
If magic made it
Because she is prestidigitation
She is a breath of fresh living wages
She is an antique library with sticking pages
And I sit encapsulated
In the worlds her words have created
She is the free activation
The free nighttime minutes
I don't have to wait till after 8
No longer afraid of past mistakes
I consulted with God to see
What He had to say
He said "Homie, she's the real deal
No fabrication
When I made her,
I threw the batch away
Because she was so immaculate
Even I had to step back and be like
'Damn I'm great'"
And after that, we sat our craft beers down
Of course I had to pay
I thanked Him immensely
As He took the cab away
She is the magistrate
Judge
Jury
Executioner
Every night a mattress slain
Don't mind me y'all
But she's my technicolor future
When the past was gray
I had to starve my fears
They start their fast today
She is my skeleton twin
Our melanin wins the master race
I mean, shit was a light jog
What more do I have to say?